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Mysterious Eternal Facts, 



My Two Dreams 

The First during the late War ; the Second an $th 
March, 1877 ; with an 

ADDRESS TO THE DEITY, 

By an Unknown Author, in Connection with the Last One. 

CONCLUDING WITH 

STRANGE, REMARKABLE BIBLE FACTS. 



By G. D. WOOTTON. 



•' Young men shall dream dreams, 
And old men shall see visions." 



RICHMOND : 

DANIEL MURPHY, PRINTER, 17 GOVERNOR ST. 

1877. 





Mysterious Eternal Facts, 



My Two Dreams 

The First during the late War ; the Second on 5 th 
March, 1877 ; with an 



ADDRESS TO THE DEITY, 

By an Unknown Author, in Connection with the Last One. 



CONCLUDING WITH 



STRANGE, REMARKABLE BIBLE FACTS. 



By G. D. WOOTTON. 



" Young men shall dream dreams, 
And old men shall see visions." 



RICHMOND : 

DANIEL MURPHY, PRINTER, 17 GOVERNOR ST. 
1877. 












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HISTORICAL PREFACE 

TO MY FIRST DREAM. 

It was, as well as I can remember, on the close of one of 
the winters during the war, that I had a dream, and in the 
morning succeeding the night of my dream I had occasion 
to walk up to the Clerk's office of the Hustings Court, then 
in the old City Hall, corner of Broad and Capitol streets, in 
Richmond, Va., and whilst there I simply mentioned to a 
few persons present that "last night I had a dream," and 
they insisted on my telling it. I did so, but had no idea 
that any one was near me to catch and publish it, but it 
seems that Mr. J. Marshall Hanna, an associate editor and 
reporter for the Richmond Examiner, was in an adjoining 
room and heard me relate it, and published it the next day 
in his paper, which is on file and in possession of persons in 
the city of Richmond, and out of the State also. 

I have been and am so often called on, at home and 
abroad, by so many, to relate it to them and give them a 
copy of it, that I have concluded to publish it thus wise, with 
another one (dream) that I had about the 5th of March, 
1877, and let the public take them for what they are worth, 
and form any opinion they choose pertaining to them ; for 
my opinion is that, generally, dreams are delusions. 



MY FIRST DREAM. 

I dreamt, at the time aforementioned, that I died and 
went to another world, and when I awoke from death, I 
found myself in the centre of a vast plain, standing on an 
eminence in one of the most elegant thoroughfares ever seen 
by man, and I felt lost, and began to wander up the beauti- 
ful road, walking slowly along and contemplating the beau- 
ties and excellences to my right and left hand — for it was 
interspersed with all kinds of flowers and evergreens, with 
all kinds of birds making melody and song, and I met peo- 
ple with melancholy, down- cast looks, and they enquired of 
me where I was going and what was my business. I would 
answer by telling them that I was lost and was hunting for 
my brothers, the lawyers ; but they made no response, and I 
continued to travel till I felt way-worn and almost broken 
down — but, continuing on, I beheld afar off a magnificent 
dwelling, and as I approached towards it I saw a guard 
walking backward and forward, and seemed to be on impor- 
tant duty. I walked up to him, and he asked me what I 
wanted. I told him I was seeking my brethren, the lawyers, 
and he replied, " I don't think there are any here, but I will 
call Peter and he will tell you," and I looked up and saw 
over the entrance to the Temple, in large, dazzling letters, 
the sign written HEAVEN. Peter came and seemed to be 
almost overladen with keys, and requested me to wait until 
he could ascertain if any of them were in the house. I 
waited with the sentinel for some time, when Peter returned 
and informed me that he had searched in every niche, nook 
and corner, and ?ia-ra lawyer could be found, and he politely 
bowed and told me if I would take the back track and con- 



tinue to travel on I would find all of them. So I did as he 
directed me, and traveled on and on, until I felt like dying 
again, I was so tired and weary, and I felt like all hope was 
gone, and black despair hovered over me. I then felt a bright 
spark kindle in my breast, and I raised my eyes and looked 
ahead of me, and I saw a dark, desolate-looking old castle, 
as black at some glances as pitch, and standing at the gate 
of this awful looking old dwelling was a horrid, terrible'- look- 
ing creature in the form and image of man and beast too, 
with strange, warlike apparel and huge weapons on his per- 
son, and I shrunk with instinctive dread and halted, but he 
beckoned to me, when I approached him, and he asked me, 
"what do you want here ? " which partially removed my feel- 
ing of dread. I told him I wanted to see my brothers, the 
lawyers, and could not find them. "Oh!" he said, "curse 
your soul, they are all here ; I'll show you to them, and see 
if they will recognize and know you." I then looked up, 
and over a grandly dark entrance on the old sombre-looking 
dwelling I read in great fiery letters " Hell." My hair rose 
on my head and I drew back with my heart seeming to come 
up my throat with horror and resistance. And he said to 
me, " don't be alarmed, that sign don't mean anything, come 
along, come along ; follow me. " I did so, and he ushered 
me into a vast area of fire, and the smell of brimstone was 
strong, and blue blazes lightened up the place. And I look- 
ed and saw all sorts of people, and saw all of the lawyers I 
ever knew, a great line of Brothers, and they, together with 
all of the inhabitants of the place, saluted me, " Hell-aw, 
hell-aw, Lawyer. How do you do ? how did you leave all ? 
when did you get in ? " -And I said, you all go to the 
devil. And I felt like I was burning up with fire and brim- 
stone, and I saw several vacant seats, and I made for one 
of them, but Demon on his throne raised his fiery spear, and 
they all vociferated with a voice of thunder to me, " don't 



take that seat. That seat is reserved for old J M ," 

Governor Letcher's intimate friend, then in the highest city 
authority. I then made for the next seat, and they cursed 

me and told me not to take that one, it was reserved for A 

L , Booth's special "pet," then in the highest authority 

(Federally). I then put for the other visible one, and they 
all roared aloud like lions, " don't take that one, it is reserv- 
ed for B B , the body snatcher, spoons, &c, and so 

on, in New Orleans." And I then began to swoon in des- 
pair, and commenced praying with all my might and soul, 
and a splendid seat appeared before me with golden steps 
leading up to it, attached to something like an elevator. I 
ran up the steps and dropped down in the seat and it soused 
me up and down until I saw all of the hells above and be- 
low. And I cried aloud, Lord have mercy on me ! And it 
was drawn up, and a strange tremendous creature as large 
as a great horse with wings swooped down and told me to 
mount up, and I sprung upon its back and seized with my 
hands the roots of its wings, and it carried me away up in 
the air and struck off in a line towards the dwelling of 
Peter, and after hovering over an entrance on the top of it, 
a beautiful-looking being reached up and took me in its 
arms and descended down, through various departments, to 
a room, and I saw Peter, and met him coming up to me, 
and he said, " let me congratulate you, for by 'grace are you 
saved.' You are one of a very few of your brethren who 
ever entered into this habitation." And I responded, " Well, 
now give me a good case," and then came to my natural 
senses in fear and trembling. 

I then and there charged my memory with the dream. 



MY SECOND DREAM. 



It was on the night of the 5th of March, 1877, about mid- 
night, whilst shrouded in the mantle of sleep, I heard a sweet 
voice at a distance that floated into my soul, asking " Where 
is God?" and the answer sweetly and softly came, "Mortal 
son of man, I dwell in habitations, visible and invisible, 
seen and unseen too. My throne is in temples eternally, in 
the SUN ! Here I am and through this medium I exert all 
power over animate and inanimate creation." -'And oh! 
xAlmighty Father," I cried, " Can I enter into thy courts and 
behold thy power and understand thy mysteries ? " And 
the answer was, " Vain man ! look, see me all around thee, 
and feel my power in every fibre of thy frame, but go to the 
door that dazzles with pure light and an Angel will welcome 
you." And in obedience to the command I hailed the An- 
gel and he ushered me in, and I fell prostrate in a vision, 
and saw dread Omnipotence moving in every place up or 
down or in any way, and everywhere, without any limit ; and 
I saw gross darkness, and in it Blood, Fire, Wrath, and every 
huge monster, every destructive power or agency that was 
ever imagined, seen, thought, read or heard of by man, and 
the blackness was so that I felt that it was all embodied in me. 
I then turned in desperation and asked in this language : 
" Oh ! my God, am I cursed into everlasting damnation ? " 
and a voice said, "thou fool, look again," and my eyes open- 
ed and I saw all things that can make dazzling brightness, 
with every grace and perfection of God and angels, and in- 
numerable, strange, mysterious machinations, all seeming to 
perform their parts or doing something, I then arose and 



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stood on my feet, and saw a line without an end, a height 
without a depth, and an expanse without a limit, and saw a 
great throne with all kinds of wings on all parts of it, and 
saw God seated on it and standing at the same time, and sur- 
rounded by all the grandeur, beauty and sublimity, and bril- 
liancy of every work of nature that ever existed — rivers of 
purity, fields of beauty and variety, and all hues and colors 
of every description, with innumerable apparent flowers and 
trees, bearing all kinds and every manner of fruit, differing 
from any ever seen by man, and meteoric dew drops and 
gushes of deep, mysterious light that is inexplicable, and 
then the roar, moan and deep muttering noise of unnum- 
bered thunders and lightnings, that for awhile annihilated 
me and hid from me all things, and I screamed aloud, " It 
is the voice of God and the flashes of his eyes." And 
dreaming on, I saw all of the Seasons of the year holding 
consultation, and they contended with all their power for 
supremacy, distinction and preference, and their arguments 
surpassed all the wonders and mysteries of inspiring elo- 
quence, and they uttered every language that was ever given 
to man since created or since time began, and I had a per- 
fect understanding of the spirit and every word of them, and 
felt that no mortal being but myself could have any know- 
ledge of them, and complained that it was so ; and passing 
from the complaint, I dreamed that a strange character stood 
up before me, and I loved him so, I wanted to die for him, 
and wanted to die for him anyhow, and called him to me 
and said, "oh! my beloved one, tell me, oh! please tell me 
who you are and where you came from," and he said, "I am 
thy Brother, the son of Jesse. Prepare for time and eter- 
nity." He then smiled on me and vanished, and as he did 
so, I said to him " we shall meet again," and a strange voice 
answered "not in your dream." I then awoke from my de- 
lusion, repeating an address to the Deity (by an unknown 



author, but said to be one Rice), which I committed per- 
fectly to memory in the commencement of the year 1876. 
In my estimation and opinion it is the grandest, greatest, 
most sublime, inspiring and eloquent strain ever produced 
by the genius of man. 

Our beloved Ex-Governor Henry A. Wise, deceased, ex- 
pressed to me, a short time before he died, the very highest 
opinion of it. 



ADDRESS TO THE DEITY, 



i. 

Oh ! Thou Celestial King ! whose ample light 

Doth occupy all space, all nature guide ; 
Immutable through Time's destructive flight, 

The true and living God — there is none beside. 
King above all kings, the Omnific one, 

Whom saints and angels never can explore, 
Who spoke creation, and the work was done ; 

This is our Father — we this God adore. 

II. 

Philosophy, in research most sublime, 

May weigh the ocean and describe the star, 
But no skill in prose or the poet's rhyme 

Surveys our plastic Monarch in his car. 
Mysterious God ! reason's brightest spark, 

Kindled by light from Thee, in vain would try 
To know thy wisdom infinite and dark, 

Or weigh the worlds that on Thy pinions fly. 

III. 
Oh ! God, from non-existence Thou didst call 

First chaos, then all creation. From Thee 
Eternity took its boundless name — all 

Things created came from Thee : Harmony 
Life, light, bliss, Thou art the origin — thine 

All glory is, for Thou dost yet create ! 
Thy vivid rays inspire all space divine, 

Thou God of light, sustaining potentate. 



IV. 

Thy arms the boundless universe surround, 

Sustained by Thee, by Thee inspired with breath. 
Thou all creation in thy chains hath bound, 

And strangely sewn the seeds of life and death. 
As sparks ascending in the nitrous blaze, 

So, sun, moon and stars sprang from Thee ; 
And as those orbs extend their fulgent rays, 

Like floods of silver we thy glory see. 

V. 

Unnumbered worlds, created by thy hand, 

Wind their vast course through the blue abyss — 
Adore thy power, obey thy dread command, 

Teeming with life and all complete with bliss. 
What are their names ? Orbs of Celestial light, 

A golden multitude of brilliant streams, 
Tapers of purest air in lustre bright, 

Supernal suns in all their splendid beams. 

VI. 

Just like a drop of water in the sea, 

In Thee all this unequalled glory is lost. 
What are the starry worlds compared to Thee ? 

And what am I to their omninc cost ? 
Though my immortal spirit be arrayed 

In all the rapture of angelic thought, 
'Tis but a speck, when in thy balance weighed — 

Compared to Thee, is but a cypher brought. 

VII. 

Yet, I am the essence of thy light divine, 
Thy brilliant worlds inspire my bosom too, 

And on my heart doth thy blest Spirit shine 
As shines the sun upon the morning dew. 



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I live and move, and on thy mercy fly ; 

Thy matchless love unites my soul to Thee ; 
I ever feel thy quickening presence nigh, 

Which draws me on to thy divinity. 

VIII 

Oh ! God, thy plastic arm did me create ; 

Thou art the source of my immortal soul, 
The song of angels in their high estate; . 

Thy vast commission does all worlds control. 
Spirit of my spirit, my hope my all, 

Who lit in me a spark surviving death, 
To wing its way at thy loud trumpet call, 

To realms inspired with thy pacific breath. 

IX. 

Thou art that God who bowled the ocean deep, 

And formed the mountains with volcanic fire ; 
But, lo ! thy condescension deigned to weep, 

And die to save us from the Father's ire. 
Thou art that God who burst the marble tomb, 

Placed in thy side the keys of death and hell ; 
Thy victory stamped upon the grave the doom 

That Adam's race might with the Angels dwell. 

X. 

Thou art the sole director of my heart, 

Oh ! let my wandering spirit learn of Thee, 
Thy boundless mercy to my soul impart, 

Though but a speck in thy immensity. 
Yet I must live, since fashioned by thy hand, 

And rank above the fallen sons of earth — 
Short is my stay among this mortal band, 

Soon I'll ascend where angels have their birth. 



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XI. 

Infinite God ! Thou didst my soul create, 

And stamp in me a spark of endless life — 
Oh ! save my spirit from lost angels' fate, 

Bear it above the woes of dying strife ; 
Escort me on the pinions of strong faith, 

O'er Jordan's waves, and help my spirit rise 
Above this rolling sphere, by truth which saith 

Believe in God and soar the upper skies. 

XII. 

Creative being is in me complete, 

Though my frail dust, of lowest order sigh, 
My step is onward to an angel's seat, 

I guide the lightnings as they madly fly. 
A worm am I, yet spirit in my flight, 

Strangely constructed by some plastic sire,. 
Whose name is God, the Omnipresent light, 

Transporting angels to a seraph's lyre. 

XIII. 

The stern commission of thy voice be still, 

The lightnings thunder with terrific sheen 
The bounding ocean and the flowing rill, 

Declare thy glory, though a God unseen. 
The strange construction of the creature man,. 

All grades of life through creation run, 
Confirm thy wisdom in its God-like plan, 

And prove thy nature and thy name are one. 

XIV. 
Thou art that God who sympathized and wept, 

With sisters mourning at their brother's tomb ; 
Thy voice awoke a Lazarus who had slept 

Four days a corpse beneath the tyrant's doom. 



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Though my frail dust in seedy atoms fly 
On curly winds or float the beaten strand, 

Yet, shall I hear thy mandate from on high : 
Arise ! ye dead, and wing the spirit land. 

XV. 

Thou shalt be Father when our pulse shall die 

And our frail dust return to nature's womb — 
When in death groans we heave our final sigh, 

And earth's vain pomp be buried in the tomb. 
Thou shalt be Father when the trump shall sound 

And shake the vault of all creation's dead — 
When in that hour the sons of God are found 

And earth's vast millions leave their sleeping bed. 

XVI. 

Thou shalt be Father at the Judgment day, 

When death and hell deliver up their prize, 
And aliens, lost in desperation, pray, 

With sin's eternal weight of dying cries. 
Thou shalt be Father when the Saviour's blood 

Shall grace all Christians for the shining shore, 
To shun the woes of sin's destructive flood 

For seraphs' crowns, where death shall be no more. 

XVII. 
Yes, though I die, I sure shall rise again, 

Amid the raging of our globe on fire, 
And meet a world, condemned because of sin, 

To feel the sentence of thy flaming ire. 
When Thou shalt sit upon thy throne, oh ! God, 

And call the dead around thy judgment bar, 
Oh ! let me feel thy all-sus,taining nod, 

And through thy Son be safe in Zion's car. 



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XVIII. 
Of thoughts unspeakable my soul is blest, 

Though feeble my perception, Lord, of Thee ; 
Long shall thy fadeless glory fill my breast, 

And bear my homage to the Deity. 
Father ! to Thee alone my thoughts can soar — 

Thou art my rock, my shield and strong defence ; 
By thy vast works thy wisdom I adore, 

And call Thee Father ! Omnipotence ! 



STRANGE BIBLE FACTS. 



The learned Prince of Grenada, heir to the Spanish 
throne, imprisoned by order of the Crown, for fear he should 
aspire to the throne, was kept in solitary confinement in the 
old prison at the Place of Skulls, Madrid. After thirty-three 
years in this living tomb, death came to his release, and the 
following remarkable researches taken from the Bible, and 
marked with an old nail on the rough walls of his cell, told 
how the brain sought employment through the weary years : 

In the Bible the word Lord is found 1,853 times, the word 
Jehovah 6,855 times, and the word Reverend but once, and 
that in the 9th verse of the CXIth Psalm. The 8th verse 
of the CVIIth Psalm is the middle verse of the Bible. The 
9th verse of the VHIth chapter of Esther is the longest 
verse; 35th verse, Xlth chapter of St. John is the shortest. 



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In the CVIIth Psalm four verses are alike, the 8th, 15th, 
21st, 31st, Each verse of the CXXXVIth Psalm ends 
alike. No names or words with more than six syllables are 
found in the Bible. The XXXVIIth chapter of Isaiah and 
XlXth chapter of 2nd Kings are alike. The word Girl 
occurs but once in the Bible, and that in the 3rd verse and 
Hid chapter of Joel. There are found in both books of 
the Bible 3,586,483 letters, 773,693 words, 31,373 verses, 
1,189 chapters and 66 books. The XXVIth chapter of the 
Acts of the Apostles is the finest chapter to read. The most 
beautiful chapter in the Bible is the XXIIId Psalm. The 
four most inspiring promises are John XlVth chapter and 
2nd verse, John Vlth chapter and 37th verse, St. Matthew 
Xlth chapter and 28th verse, and XXXVIIth Psalm, 4th 
verse. The 1st verse of the LXth chapter of Isaiah is the 
one for the new convert. All who natter themselves with 
vain boastings of their perfectness should learn the Vlth 
chapter of Matthew. All humanity should learn the Vlth 
chapter of St. Luke, from the 20th verse to its ending. 

THE END. 



G. D. WOOTTON, 

Attorney at Law and Notary Public, 

Richmond, Va. 



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